The Winds of Change
The winds of change
It’s late, there’s a welcome summer breeze blowing and all is quiet. I got up to close a window and check on the kids and found myself staring outside, at a world I have not seen before. It is new. The air is different and there is a surreal sense of awakening being carried on the wind. As if it is touching everything, spreading around the world and touching each man, woman and child. A thrilling caress daring them to extend into the possibilities their hearts already know to be true. We are one. It is now. It’ll never be the same again. This is ascension. We are becoming whole again. Return to consciousness.